Henry David Thoreau: A Short Story
According to Henry David Thoreau, “One is not born into the world to do everything, but to do something.” What is your something?
“Hurry call 911!” What had begun as a typical Saturday morning, filled episodes of Power Rangers, quickly became a nightmare. Rushing into the living room with nothing but a hair bonnet on, my mom, obviously flustered, could barely keep her hands still enough to dial 911. Without hesitation, I scurried to my parents room to see my dad lying in bed, almost lifeless, but his eyes insinuated that he was in crucial distress and expressed to me that he wanted to live. I managed to screech the closest sound to a yell I could force out of my tiny lips. Before I could close my mouth, my mother quickly came rushing into the room and yanked me out by my shirt, with such force, that the collar tore. She proceeded into the room, still on the phone, closing the door behind her, taking instructions between sobbing, from an operator on how to keep him conscious until the paramedic arrived. Within minutes, the ambulance arrived, and as they took my dad they assured us he would be alright. …show more content…
They kept their promise. The moment we brought him home, excelling and alive, I knew there was nothing else in this world I could conceptualize doing except being part of the team that saved my dad and many lives. I knew I was going to be a nurse. Years past as I matured and prepared myself for a future as a nurse. Upon graduation from high school, began taking courses for the nursing program. Even though, life seemed to throw many obstacles at me, I continued to take classes whenever and wherever I could, because I knew my passion and purpose was in nursing. Later, I got certified in phlebotomy, BLS, CPR, and then went on to obtain my CNA and GNA licensing. I never forget my ultimate goal to become a Nurse
“Hurry call 911!” What had begun as a typical Saturday morning, filled episodes of Power Rangers, quickly became a nightmare. Rushing into the living room with nothing but a hair bonnet on, my mom, obviously flustered, could barely keep her hands still enough to dial 911. Without hesitation, I scurried to my parents room to see my dad lying in bed, almost lifeless, but his eyes insinuated that he was in crucial distress and expressed to me that he wanted to live. I managed to screech the closest sound to a yell I could force out of my tiny lips. Before I could close my mouth, my mother quickly came rushing into the room and yanked me out by my shirt, with such force, that the collar tore. She proceeded into the room, still on the phone, closing the door behind her, taking instructions between sobbing, from an operator on how to keep him conscious until the paramedic arrived. Within minutes, the ambulance arrived, and as they took my dad they assured us he would be alright. …show more content…
They kept their promise. The moment we brought him home, excelling and alive, I knew there was nothing else in this world I could conceptualize doing except being part of the team that saved my dad and many lives. I knew I was going to be a nurse. Years past as I matured and prepared myself for a future as a nurse. Upon graduation from high school, began taking courses for the nursing program. Even though, life seemed to throw many obstacles at me, I continued to take classes whenever and wherever I could, because I knew my passion and purpose was in nursing. Later, I got certified in phlebotomy, BLS, CPR, and then went on to obtain my CNA and GNA licensing. I never forget my ultimate goal to become a Nurse